December 1st, 2020
I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Anymore.
This is my vibe going forward.
For most of 2019 and 2020, I was so worked up and in my own head:
- Worried about what people would think about me.
- Worried about tweeting too much.
- Worried about charging money for my products.
- Worried about failing in public.
- Worried about not being successful “enough”.
- Worried about not one-upping my successes.
I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Anymore.
What I learned this year is that nobody cares. Nobody is watching me that closely.
I had a large dose of self-importance, thinking that I had to keep up some identity. This poisoned my mind and made me stubborn.
I’m going rogue now.
If they don’t like it? I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Anymore.
If they don’t like it? I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Anymore.